Nora swiftly picked up food containers and dumped them into the trashcan that was outside in the hallway, and then she returned to the room.
She clapped a few times above Marcy's head to ensure that the latter won't wake up. The drugs took effect, and Marcy will be out for hours. Perfect!
Nora's main goal was to check Marcy's suitcase. Nora noticed that Marcy was guarding it so much that she even kept it under the bed. How can Nora not be curious?
Nora rummaged through Marcy's stuff, and she took notes of the designer's clothes and luxurious toiletries. It was all European brands that smelled great. But what really got Nora's attention were necklaces, bracelets, and earrings stuffed into a few inconspicuous boxes. Nora was confident that if she took a few Marcy, wouldn't even notice.
Nora forced herself to return everything back. If she takes anything now, it will point at her as the culprit. Once they reach their destination, she will have at least one week of time to help herself. While they are in the packhouse of the Dark Howlers pack, Marcy will be busy with Alpha Damon, and Nora can accuse Omegas of stealing Marcy's stuff. No one will know.
After keeping the suitcase back under Marcy's bed, Nora headed for the bathroom. She had another thing on her mind.
Nora tidied up her makeup and hair and loosened up a few buttons from her blouse before mind-linking George.
'Commander George, can you come to our room for a moment?'
'Is there a situation?', George asked with alertness in his voice.
He was watching the surroundings and even though he didn't have a clear view of the room where Marcy and Nora were, he was at least 90% confident that he would hear if someone approached them. Besides, humans were noisy.
'Can you come? It's inconvenient over the mind-link…'
George entered the room, and his eyes immediately scanned the area.
Once he confirmed that there were no outsiders in the room, he frowned at Marcy who was lying on the bed with her back facing him. Was she ignoring him? No. Her breathing and heartbeats were slow which confirmed that Marcy was sleeping.
"Why did you call me?", George asked Nora.
Nora gave him her bestest smile and gestured toward the sofa for him to sit.
When George didn't move, Nora spoke, "It's early to call it a night, and I thought you might enjoy female company."
George's eyebrows twitched. Female company?
If he had any doubts about Nora's intentions, they disappeared when Nora approached him and put her palm on his chest with her fingers grazing the skin that was exposed due to the top button of his shirt being undone.
George was aware that Nora was hitting on him even from before they left the Red Moon pack. But he also knew that she sleeps with any high-ranking werewolf, as long as she can get her hands on him. It was not a secret that Nora and Alpha Edward were chummy recently, and George wondered if Nora was sent by Alpha Edward to test George.
And another thing didn't make sense. How can Nora assume that he will want to get frisky with Marcy being right there?
"What will Marcy say to that?"
Nora looked at him smugly. "Nothing. She is sleeping."
"I'm quite confident that she will wake up when you scream my name."
Nora pressed her legs together. The mental image of George pounding himself inside her was extremely stimulating.
"You see…", she spoke breathily. "Marcy won't wake up. I made sure it won't happen."
George frowned when he realized that something was off. "What did you do?"
Nora bobbed her head. "I spiked her food."
George couldn't believe this. "You drugged her?"
Rage swelled within George, and before he could control himself, he was squeezing Nora's neck.
"It's just some sleeping pills…", Nora spoke with difficulty. Was he planning to choke her to death? What the hell?
George exhaled sharply and pushed Nora backward. She stumbled and fell on the butt unceremoniously.
"What did you give her? How many?", George asked grimly. With Marcy being a werewolf, just a regular dose wouldn't knock her out.
Nora sat on the floor stupidly while wondering why she can't move. George was extremely intimidating, and she had an urge to submit to him. Was it possible that George was suppressing her? This was even stronger than Alpha Edward!
Nora saw that George's expression was getting darker by the second, and she dragged herself to her purse from where she pulled a box and George snatched it from her hand.
"How many!?"
Nora shrunk even further and responded weakly, "I crushed eight of these…"
George flipped the box. He didn't understand what those words mean, but there was a warning not to take more than two in twenty-four hours, yet Nora gave Marcy four times of that! It shouldn't be a problem because Marcy was a she-wolf, but he knew that Marcy's wolf was weakened due to her rejecting the bond.
George rubbed his chin nervously while thinking about what to do. The idea of something being wrong with Marcy was eating him alive. Damned bond!
"She will wake up by morning…", Nora assured him. "Why are you so worried about Marcy?"
"Stupid!", he hissed. He didn't want to tell Nora that they are mates and that he lost his cool for a moment, but there was another point. "What possessed you to drug Marcy? What if something happens to her? How will you explain that to Alpha Edward?"
"Nothing will happen, OK?", Nora said in a shaky voice. It's not like she put wolfsbane in that burger!
"YOU DON'T KNOW THAT!", he roared. "GET OUT!"
Nora broke in a cold sweat. What was going on? Why were her legs already moving toward the door? Did he use the Alpha command on her?
"Out? Where?", she asked.
"I don't give a shit! Sleep outside or in the car!" He threw car keys at her, but they hit her in the stomach because she didn't catch them.
Nora bent to get the keys and she stiffened when she heard George talking in a dangerously low voice, "If you dare disturb James, I will leave you in this dump and you will walk back home. Do you understand?"
Nora walked out of the room with shaky legs, unable to process what just happened.
George definitely didn't reject her advances so far, and she thought that if she showed him that they can have privacy, he would jump on the opportunity. Or did he prefer to shag Marcy who was unconscious?
Nora really-really wanted to see what was going on in that room, but she feared that if George sees her again, she won't have a good ending.
How can she sleep outside? Should she get another room for herself? Ah! Her purse and wallet were in the room, and she only had car keys with her.
Nora stomped her feet angrily. Great! Just great!
If she knew that George was this grumpy, she would never call him into the room!
And now she needed to sleep in the car!
